Days Transcript Wednesday 3/2/05

Days of Our Lives Transcript Wednesday 3/2/05 - Canada; Thursday 3/3/05 - U.S.A.



By Eric
Proofread by Niki

Jan: Kewpie, you have really let me down. I've worked so hard to keep Shawn away from that hypocrite tramp Belle. But he's still hanging around her like she's the only woman in the world. Shawn should love me, Kewpie. We've gotta keep them apart.

Kewpie: The only way to keep Belle out of Shawnís bed is to make her feel guilty about her hunky marine husband.

Jan: Guilting Belle -- I've gotta keep the pressure on. When I get through with her, she'll be all teary-eyed about what a bitch she's been to her hero hubby while he's been overseas. And then she'll dump him forever. To the bat cave, Kewpie. We have got work to do.


Belle: Maybe it can work out, and we can all live happily ever after. But for now, while Philip is away at war putting his life in danger, there's just no way we can be together.

Shawn-d: Belle --

Belle: No, we have to keep our promise, okay? We can't be together romantically in public or in private until we have a chance to tell Philip the truth.

Shawn-d: I know I made a promise to you, Belle. But being this close to you, I don't know how I'm gonna keep it.

Belle: What are you doing? You shouldn't be here.


Philip: [Thinking] They're keeping me alive for a reason. They must know I'm special forces, and they want information. Look, I don't know if you can understand me, but I don't have information. Keeping me prisoner won't give you anything.


Mimi: Is everything okay? Are my --

Dr. Aubrey: I'm afraid I have some bad news.

Mimi: What's going on?

Bonnie: Hey, hey, hey, hey. How's my little girl doing?

Mimi: Not so good. What happened? Rex.

Rex: They just got through examining you, okay? You want some water?

Bonnie: Shh. Shh.

Rex: Here you go.

Mimi: Mom?

Bonnie: I know. Just rest yourself, baby.

Mimi: Mom, I had a dream that Dr. Aubrey said that she had bad news. Was it a dream, or did that really happen?

Bonnie: Um, she did say that, but --

Mimi: Oh, God. What is it? What's the bad news? Are you both afraid to tell me?

Rex: We don't know.

Bonnie: She was gonna tell us, baby, and then you passed out.

Mimi: I passed out? Why did I pass out? What's wrong with me?

Rex: You were a little groggy from the anesthesia. It's not unusual.

Mimi: But Dr. Aubrey -- she didn't tell you what the bad news was?

Bonnie: We're still waiting to find out.

Rex: Come on, let's not think about it unless we have to. All right, let's think positive.

Dr. Aubrey: Hello, Mimi, I see you are awake.

Mimi: Yeah, and wondering what's wrong with me. When you say "bad news," how bad is it?

Dr. Aubrey: In checking your pelvic organs for signs of infection and scarring, I saw something I didn't like.

Mimi: Can you please just spit it out, doctor?

Dr. Aubrey: Your fallopian tubes are inflamed as a result of your pelvic inflammatory disease.


Abby: Hi, mom.

Chelsea: Hey, Ms. Deveraux.

Jennifer: Hey, honey. Hi. Hey, you guys hungry? What am I saying? You're teenagers. Of course you're hungry. Want me to make you some popcorn or something?

Abby: Oh, with caramel sauce, please?

Jennifer: Popcorn with caramel sauce. Yes, coming right up. Hey, honey.

Chelsea: Hey. Okay, where is it? Now's your chance while she's out of the room.

Abby: I can't white it out. The report card's a different color.

Chelsea: Here you go. It's the same color as the paper, trust me. I've done this, like, a million times. My mom freaks out if I get anything less than a 98 in any of my classes.

Abby: Grades don't matter to me. I mean, it's not like my life depends on what I get in geometry. Besides, my mom always finds out. No matter how good I am at hiding stuff, she always knows.

Chelsea: That's because you give it away.

Jennifer: All right, sweetie, popcorn is almost ready. I'll bring it up to you.

Abby: Okay, mom.

Chelsea: You're the best, Ms. Deveraux.

Jennifer: Thanks.

Chelsea: How was your workout?

Patrick: It was great, thanks.

Abby: Okay, let's go.

Jennifer: Oh, wait, Abby, wait a minute, honey. Your report card came in the mail.

Abby: Yeah?

Jennifer: Wait a minute, this can't be right.


Jack: Come here.

Jack: Look, I need a passport to get into the united states of America. You wouldn't happen to know anybody who could help make that happen, would you, buddy?

Man: For a price.

Jack: That's it, I gotta figure out a way to get off this ship. I should just -- oh! Whoa! What was that? What's going on? Hey, what's going on? Hello? Hey, tell me, why did the freighter engine slow down?

Woman: We're nearing our destination.

Jack: What do you mean? Do you mean -- you mean the good old U.S. of A?

Woman: Yes, America.

Jack: America! Yahoo! I'm going home! I'm going home! We're going home! Home! We're going -- I'm going home. I know -- wait a minute, Jennifer. I've gotta get cleaned up, or my family's never gonna recognize me. Jennifer, Abigail, and little Jack Jr. I'm coming home.


Like sands through the hourglass, so are the Days of Our Lives.


Abby: I did my best, mom.

Jennifer: Well, obviously, honey. Your grades went up in every subject. Your G.P.A. jumped a whole point. Sweetie, I'm so proud of you.

Patrick: Yeah, school's not easy these days. Good for you, Abby.

Abby: Oh, it was nothing, really. I had help.

Jennifer: Well, honey, I know you stayed after school to take that math test. Give yourself some credit.

Abby: Oh, I'll get the popcorn. Come on, Chels, help me.

Jennifer: That is great. I am just so happy for Abigail. I mean, she was really struggling with geometry. Not that she didn't understand the material, she just wasn't putting the time in.

Patrick: Well, I guess when you're a teenage girl, the only numbers you're interested in are how many guys are on the football team.

Jennifer: Yeah, and unfortunately, these days it isn't very cool to be smart, I guess.

Patrick: Yeah, well, it looks like Abby got past that.

Jennifer: Yeah, I guess so. Looks like I got another letter from her school.

Patrick: Ah, maybe she made the honor roll, too.

Jennifer: Well, let's not get carried away.

Jennifer: "Dear Mrs. Deveraux" -- oh, it's from Abigailís guidance counselor. "I'm concerned, as I'm sure you are about Abigailís grade point average falling a full point this term."

Patrick: Falling?

Jennifer: What the -- that's what it says.

Patrick: Well, maybe it was a printing error or something, you know?

Jennifer: Yeah, it was a printing error, all right. She changed her grades. She changed her grades and she lied to me. Abigail Deveraux, you come in here right now!

Abby: We're just heating up the caramel sauce, mom.

Jennifer: I don't care what you were doing. You are going to explain to me right now how you got all A's and B's on your report card.


Jack: All right, that's that. From now on, no more stinking laundry. Leave that for the next guy. You don't have Jack Deveraux to push around anymore. I've saved up a little money, I'm gonna get myself a passport and a one-way ticket to Salem. Of course, first I gotta get around that border problem and those customs. Of course, if I get arrested, I'll just call Jennifer, and she'll bail me out. And then I'm gonna carry her over the threshold, and we're gonna celebrate our brand-new life together. A brand-new start for both of us because... you know, not a lot of people get second chances. Tony DiMeraís not gonna get a second chance, that's for sure. I'm gonna do a world-class exposť on him -- take him straight to the people. Tell them all about his little island hideaway. Forget the I.S.A., forget Interpol. They just screw things up. A day late and a dollar short, right? Professionals -- aah, I'll show them, won't I? Hey! What are you doing there? Come on out. You listening to me, huh? Come on out! Think you're gonna stop me or slow me down, you better think again.


Shawn-d: Damn. I wish Philip would just call Belle again. That way, she might be able to work up the nerve to tell him that she's not in love with him anymore... that she and I wanna be together, that -- we are together. I shouldn't be thinking this. She's gonna kill me. But this would fix everything. Who knows how hard it's gonna be for Philip to get to a phone and call Belle again? He'd really have to go out of his way. He'd only do it if he thought it would be important... if she asked him to call... if she e-mailed him. I know she doesn't wanna do this over the phone, but she can't keep on lying to him.

Belle: Philip? Oh, my God, Philip. You look so tired -- like you've been through something terrible. How -- what are you doing here? How could you be here?

Philip: I have been through something terrible. You. Going behind my back with Shawn... again. How could you do this to me? I love you. You were my life.

Belle: I'm so sorry. I wish it could be different, but never once did I think this would happen. I just realized that I'm still in love with Shawn. And I-I guess I never stopped.

Philip: You broke our vows, and you broke my heart.

Belle's voice: Philip. Philip.

Belle's voice: No, over here.

Philip: [Thinking] Come on, Kiriakis, wake up.

Belle: You have to activate your distress beacon to alert command of your location.

Philip: [Thinking] I can't reach it. My hands are tied.

Belle: You have to. It's the only way you can get back to me.


Mimi: Pelvic inflammatory --

Dr. Aubrey: Disease. As I suspected. And, unfortunately, it's resulted in some complications.

Bonnie: What kind of complications?

Dr. Aubrey: Mimi, you have an infection that requires aggressive treatment.

Bonnie: But you can treat it, right?

Dr. Aubrey: Oh, we can treat the infection with antibiotics. But, unfortunately, there's not much we can do about the damage it's already caused.

Bonnie: What are you saying here, that Mimiís gonna have to live with this condition for the rest of her life?

Dr. Aubrey: I'm sorry.


Abby: Um, what's the problem, mom?

Jennifer: I am just so disappointed, I don't even know what to say. And I'm not just talking about your grades. I'm talking about covering up your real grades. Why does the past always have to come back to haunt you?

Abby: What do you mean?

Jennifer: Abigail, I have been there. Do you think I've never failed a subject, or got detention, and didn't want my family to know? But, you know, it's funny because your great-grandmother -- I could never fool her -- not even once. Look, Patrick, Chelsea, would you mind giving us some privacy, please?

Patrick: Yeah, sure. Why don't we go to the kitchen?

Chelsea: Okay.

Patrick: So, uh, you want something? I don't know, maybe, um, how 'bout a soda?

Chelsea: Uh, a cup of tea would be great, if it's not too much trouble. I'm sure they're gonna be in there for a while.

Patrick: You're right. So, uh, I don't suppose that you had anything to do with what Abby did.

Chelsea: Me? No, no. I get straight Aís.

Patrick: If you and Abby are such good friends, why don't you help her out with her geometry or something?

Chelsea: It's my worst subject. My folks hire a tutor to help me.

Patrick: But you still get A's?

Chelsea: I kill myself. Oh, I'll get the tea bags.

Patrick: Okay, here you go. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Oh.


Jennifer: I want an explanation, and I want a real explanation. I do not want another lie.

Abby: I'm having trouble in school. What more do you need to know? I'm dumb, I guess.

Jennifer: Abigail Deveraux, you listen to me right now. You are not dumb. Covering up your grades -- that was dumb. Did you think that I wasn't gonna find out?

Abby: I don't know.

Jennifer: Mr. Aaron says in this letter that -- that you are having a hard time applying yourself.

Abby: That's not true. What does he know? He's too busy planning the spring festival and taking Mrs. Brant, the computer teacher, out to lunch.

Jennifer: Abigail, I don't care what your teachers do on their free time. I mean, I care. I do care. But the point is you need to get your grades up or you are not going to get into a good college.

Abby: Who wants to go to college?

Jennifer: You do! You always have. Haven't you? Abigail, do you really wanna close out that option forever? Because that almost happened for me. And if I didn't go to Salem U., I never would have met your father, I-I never -- you know what? I'm just gonna get you a tutor. If that's what I need to do, I'll get a tutor, and we'll --

Abby: Stop butting into my life, mom!

Jennifer: Abigail.


Jack: Come on. Come on out. Don't be shy. Who the hell are you?

Man: I'm a friend.

Jack: Oh, a friend, huh? That's the first lie of the night. I don't have any friends on this ship.

Man: I'm not here to lie. I'm here to tell you how to get off this freighter alive.

Jack: Well, in that case, pull up a chair, o hooded one. Come on, I'm all ears.


Shawn-d: Find the address book. Okay. Find Philipís e-mail. Okay. I have to write this e-mail, tell him to call.

[Thinking] "Dear Philip, please call me as soon as you get this. There's something really important I have to talk to you about. Belle." Oh, God, what am I doing? I am sinking so low here.

[Knock on door]

Shawn-d: [Groans] What the hell are you doing here? Jan, itís...over.

Jan: I'm here to give you one last chance to change your mind, remind you of what exactly you'll be missing.

Shawn-d: I don't need to be reminded.

Jan: Well, then, how about at least you do the right thing by me? You don't just do a girl and then dump her like yesterday's trash.

Shawn-d: How about you do the right thing and explain to me how you got me to do whatever the hell I did?

Jan: Well, I would show you, but your married lover might come in and catch us.

Shawn-d: I keep having these flashes of a cage and handcuffs. Care to explain?

Jan: Kinky. I don't care to explain, but maybe I'll show you. You know, I would love to tie you up, Shawn. There is nothing that I would ever say no to.

Shawn-d: When I find out whatever the hell you did to me --

Jan: What I did? What about what you're doing right now? Cheating with your best friend's wife while he's in the military -- that's low in anybody's book.


Belle: [Gasps] Oh, my God. Philip, what have they done to you?

Philip: "They"? You did this to me.

Belle: No. Please, don't say that. I never meant to break your heart. Neither did Shawn. We just realized that we still love each other, and that I never should have married you.

Philip: Finding out you didn't love me anymore -- I lost my will to survive on the battlefield. I might as well be dead.

Belle: No!

[Sobbing] No!

Jan: The blond princess needs to be rescued again. Oh, Shawn, you're just as bad as I am -- maybe even worse. And you have just given me the best idea to break up your so-called relationship. Send.


Philip: [Thinking] They're too tight. I can't get them off.

Belle: Don't give up, Philip. You have to activate the distress beacon while you still can. It's the only way that Jake and Lieutenant Bilbo will be able to find you.

Philip: [Thinking] You're right, Belle. I couldn't get through this without you. You're my strength.


Mimi: Is it ever going to stop hurting?

Bonnie: Is it bad, honey?

Dr. Aubrey: I wish I could give you better news, but you're going to have pain until the inflammation subsides.

Mimi: And then what?

Dr. Aubrey: I'd like to discuss that with you in private.

Bonnie: What -- what private? I'm her mother.

Rex: I'm the guy she's going to marry. I want to be here to support Mimi.

Dr. Aubrey: I'm sorry. It's my policy as well as the hospital's to only consult with the patient and the next of kin.

Rex: I'm almost her husband.

Dr. Aubrey: Without a marriage certificate, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to step outside, Rex.

Rex: Fine. I'll just be outside, okay? I love you.

Mimi: I love you.

Mimi: This is my fault. This is my fault. It's because --

Dr. Aubrey: No, no, no.

Mimi: It's because of my --

Bonnie: Shh.

Dr. Aubrey: It's not your fault, Mimi. It's an unfortunate and rare complication of the procedure. But, yes, the truth is that the bacteria found its way into your reproductive system when you terminated the pregnancy.


Chelsea: My hero.

Patrick: All right, wise guy. You sure you're okay?

Chelsea: Yeah. I just don't know what happened to me.

Patrick: All right. Well, the important thing is you're okay. I'll get the tea. Okay.

Jennifer: Abigail, don't you dare talk to me that way.

Abby: Why? Does it hurt your feelings? Well, you hurt my feelings all the time, but, you know, I guess it's okay, because you're the mother, and I'm just a lowly child. Well, you can't treat me like a child anymore. You can't tell me what to do anymore. Chelsea, I'm out of this prison. Let's go.

Jennifer: You are not leaving this house.

Abby: Watch me.

Chelsea: I'll try and talk to her. It'll be okay. I'll take that tea another time.

Jennifer: It's unbelievable. My child has turned into someone that I don't even recognize.

Patrick: Ha ha. Unless it was you at the same age. I mean, you said you had some pretty wild times as a kid, too, right?

Jennifer: Yes, exactly, so I'm trying to spare her that heartache. If Jack were here, he could get through to her. He can always get through to her. Oh, I miss him so much.


Jack: Don't be shy. Tell me. What's with the hood?

Man: It's for your own protection.

Jack: For my own protection.

Man: Now, listen, your life depends on what I'm saying now.

Jack: Ah, I've heard that one before.

Man: Well, I've heard that -- that customs and port officials are going to be checking everybody's papers.

Jack: Well, that's why I need a passport. Wait a minute. Is this about me getting my passport? Well, why didn't you say so? How much?

Man: Things like that don't come cheap.

Jack: They never do. How much?

Man: Don't get an attitude. I'm just a guy trying to -- trying to eat like the next guy.

Jack: I'm just a guy trying to get back to my family like the next guy. How --

Man: Well, you got to get off this ship first.

Jack: Good point. What do you want?

Man: What do you got?

Jack: Step aside. Move. Aah. I had to work my way across, so this is just from my extra ironing... so I've got a -- well, uh... you think maybe you'll take an I.O.U.?

Man: Give me every last cent you got.

Jack: You're going to be that way, huh? All right. Here's every last cent. Ready? Ready? Good. Okay. Let's see now. I've got -- hey, wait a minute. You're going to try and pass me off as a 16-year-old girl? I can't do th-- wait, come back here! You got me -- you thief! Come back!


Belle: [Gasps]

Shawn-d: What is it? What is it? What's wrong?

Belle: I don't know. I don't know if it was a dream or -- it was awful. I was just -- I was taking a shower, just thinking of you, and... Philip was there. He was here. Right here.

Shawn-d: What's going on? What are you talking about, Philip was here? Come here. Come here. Sit down. It's okay. It's all right.

Jan: [Thinking] Guilt can kill you, Belle. Guess your shrink mom never told you that.

Belle: He knew everything about us, and he had blood all over his clothes, and he was so angry at me for betraying him.

Shawn-d: It was just a dream like you said, okay? Why are you crying? He can't possibly know about us. Besides, we haven't done anything, okay? We haven't slept together.

Belle: I just can't describe the feelings that it brought up in me to see him like that. He'd been shot. He was bleeding.

Shawn-d: Oh, hey, listen to me. Listen to me. He is too good of a soldier to let that happen, okay? He has had the best training. He's special forces with the I.S.A., okay? He is going to be fine.

Belle: What if he isn't? What if he's taken hostage or something?

Shawn-d: Then he will find a way out of it. That's just what Philip does.


Philip: [Grunts]

Philip: [Thinking] Damn it. How am I going to activate the switch without them noticing?


Man: Our prisoner's awake.

Man #2: Quiet him... or I'll kill him.

Man: This one hasn't tasted pain yet... but he will now.

Philip: Aah!


Dr. Aubrey: I'm sorry I couldn't give you better news, Mimi.

[Pager beeps]


Dr. Aubrey: Excuse me. It's an emergency. But I'll be back in a little while, okay, Mimi? Just try to get some rest.

Mimi: If only I had just told Rex when I was pregnant. Why was I so stupid, mom?

Bonnie: Shh. Shh. You weren't the stupid one. I was.

Mimi: No.

Bonnie: Honey, I'm the mom. I'm supposed to give you good advice when you're in trouble. Just, Meems, I-I honestly didn't think that you and rex could handle having a baby.

Mimi: I know, mom.

Bonnie: I just -- I wanted -- I wanted you to avoid the mistakes that I made. I wanted you to have options, and babies, as cute as they are, they put limits on your life. You can feel like you're in a cage sometimes, especially when you're not much -- much more than a kid yourself. I'm so sorry, baby. I'm so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?

Mimi: Mom, you're not the one who made me have the abortion. I did it.

Bonnie: Shh.

Mimi: Okay, I can't blame anyone else.

Dr. Aubrey: Sorry for the interruption.

Bonnie: Okay, uh, let's look on the -- let's look on the bright side, doc, because you're kind of freaking us out here. How long after the inflammation clears up does Mimi have to wait before she can start having a family with Rex?

Dr. Aubrey: I was just getting to that.

Mimi: Don't -- don't tell me I can't have children.

Bonnie: Of course you're going to have children, baby. We're talking about my grandchildren here. I'm expecting a whole baseball team's worth -- half boys, half girls.

Dr. Aubrey: Mrs. Lockhart --

Bonnie: Horton. No, I'm -- I'm kidding. A boy and a girl will be just fine.

Mimi: No, no, no, mom, mom, you're not -- you're not getting it. You're not getting it. Is that what you were going to say, that -- that I can't have kids?

Dr. Aubrey: I'm sorry, Mimi. I wish I had better news for you.

Mimi: [Gasps] No!

Bonnie: Shh.

Mimi: Aah!

Rex: Mimi, Mimi, hey. What -- what happened? What's wrong?

Mimi: Aah! Aah! Rex. Oh, God, I'm so sorry.



Jan: When Belle sees what Shawn did in her name, she's going to flip out. Ha ha ha ha. Oh, Kewpie... I think the party is over for Shawn and Belle. True, he didn't actually send the e-mail, but, I mean, how is he going to explain it to her? He wrote it. He was going to send it. Damn, my timing is good.


Jan: Here they come.

Shawn-d: Listen, I'm going to make you some warm milk. I think that's supposed to help with bad dreams, okay?

Belle: Thank you.

Jan: Kewpie, this could not be any more perfect.

Shawn-d: Look, that's not what it looks like, okay? I was just -- I was getting a little frustrated. I wanted Philip to know the truth.

Belle: I thought that we decided we were going to tell him together. I can't believe you would go behind my back. What, were you just pretending to go along? How could you do that to me? How could you do that to us?


Man: Aah!

Philip: Grraah! Stay still, and you might live.


Mimi: [Screaming]

Rex: Mimi, Mimi, come on. What-- what's wrong? Mimi, why are you crying? You're scaring me.

Mimi: [Sobbing]

Bonnie: I'm going to leave you two alone.

Bonnie: Look, I'm no doctor, obviously, but technology is doing some amazing things these days. Isn't there anything that can help my Mimi?

Dr. Aubrey: I'm afraid that even if Mimi were to somehow conceive, she'd never be able to carry the baby to term, and there could be serious complications to her own health.

Bonnie: Oh, my God. Oh, my...


Dr. Aubrey: Are you going to be okay?

Bonnie: I'm going to have to be. She's going to need me, my baby girl.

Rex: Mimi, what did the doctor tell you? Please, you've got to tell me what she told you. I love you so much. If anything ever happened to you, Mimi...

Mimi: It's my fault.

Rex: What is your fault?

Mimi: I can't have your children.



Chelsea: Abby, Abby, wait up. You're making a big mistake, if you want my opinion. Walking out on your mom is a big mistake. You should go back and apologize to her a million times.

Abby: No way.

Chelsea: I've been there, okay? But once you get it over with, they'll relax.

Abby: No, you don't underst--

Chelsea: No, they will relax, Abby, and then you can go back to doing whatever you want to do. It's worth it. But if you leave, you're going to get grounded, and we won't be able to hang out, and I won't be able to see Patrick, so stop being so selfish.

Abby: What?

Chelsea: Look, this whole thing about the grades -- it's a game. You bring it up one or two points, and then you go back to doing whatever you want, and you get your freedom back. I mean, look at me -- I maintain a 3.8 average, so my parents stay off my back and out of my life. As long as I'm keeping my grades up, they have no say in whatever I do. Be smart, Abby. Go back, apologize your heart out. She's the type that would totally fall for it.

Patrick: Look, she's just -- she's at that age where she's got to test you.

Jennifer: All right, and I flunked the test again. Is that it?

Patrick: No, you're doing fine. You just -- you have to know when to pick your battles.

Jennifer: Patrick, she lied about her grades. She changed her grades.

Patrick: And?

Jennifer: And what? I overreacted?

Patrick: No, no, not exactly. It's just -- it's all relative. I mean, Abbyís not out there sleeping around or doing drugs. She's basically a good kid.

Jennifer: You're right. She is. She's a really good kid, but it is just really overwhelming without Jack in our lives. It is so hard to raise a teenager and a newborn at the same time. And a newborn little boy -- I don't know anything about boys. Well, I mean, who's going to teach Jack Jr. All the manly things that he needs to learn, that he needs to know? Children need two parents. Jack was supposed to be here.

Patrick: I know, Jen, and I-I'm sorry for that. Look, um... I realize I'm not Jack, but I'm a guy, and I'm here, and I'll help you with Jack Jr.

Chelsea: [Thinking] How can he want her? She's old.

Abby: I'm not the one who needs to apologize. Let's get out of here.


Man: Aah!

Jack: All right, I don't know who you are or who you're working for --

[Coughing] All right. Okay. Let's not take -- let's not go overboard with the knife. I-I mean that figuratively, not literally. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa -- aah!



Jennifer: I mean, how long do you plan on staying in Salem?

Patrick: How long would you like me to?


Shawn-d: Why are we even bothering to put our relationship on hold when it seems like it's already over?


Tony: Once all the pieces fall into place, everything will be revealed.


Mimi: I ruined my baby's future. I ruined Rex's future, and I can't lose him. I canít.

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